(chris waters/tom shapiro)
When i pull in the drive where your car used to be
it doesn't hurt me like it used to
i can walk through the door, and not wonder anymore
where you are, like i used to
i can go down the hall, see the pictures on the wall
and not miss you
but i just can't bring myself to go into..
The room
where i spent every night with you
and the light of the moon
came through the window
and i held you
we were so close
and it's just too soon
for me to go into the room
I'd remember too much if i opened that door
and i'm not sure if i could face it
the bed's emptiness would remind me you're with
someone else, and i couldn't take it
so, i sleep on the couch in our living room now
since our love died
'cause i'm still not ready yet to go inside...
The room
where i spent every night with you
and the light of the moon
came through the window
and i held you
we were so close
and it's just too soon
for me to go into the room
Where the light of the moon
came through the window
and i held you
we were so close
and it's just too soon
for me to go into the room